To do list:
make a to do list
Call to mum
Buy bird seeds
wake up
read to Cioran,
go back to bed... to do -to do - to doooo....

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

"What am I, other than a chance in the infinite probabilities of not having
been!
––Sexuality makes no other sense than when it conquers the infinite in Eros.
––I love those vibrations which are born after a major sadness; another world
starts then, in which you don’t look for feelings, even though they are there,
nor do you look for passions, even though they give birth to this world. And this
world, sprung from the triumph over sadness, is the most distant from people.
So often music lives and breathes in this world, and so always do the founders
of religions; rarely the poets, and never the people.
I ask myself: when are people going to stop querying themselves? When
will they definitively renounce theory and mystery? What is seems to me to
be neutral to appearance and to essence. The inessential has always been
defined in opposition to death. All thinkers, whether they wanted it or not, have
assimilated the essence of death. The appearances have constituted in their
eyes all that which wants itself independent of death. The last thought of every
man disfigures life in illusion.
Every time you separate the world in appearances and essences, you declare
yourself implicitly against life. Out of every type of thought, life has nothing
other than what it loses. The prejudice of the essential is the cult of death.
When we destroy the categories of thinking, and we attach ourselves to the
world in a completely different way, only then will we be able to smash this
cult and this prejudice. This duality, appearances/essences, is a catastrophic
duality. The first act of distinguishing made in the world was an attempt for
which we should not hold only the spirit responsible. It seems to me that the
whole future process of humanity will be nothing other than a regaining of
delusions.
––I have started the battle thus: either me, or existence. And we both came
out defeated and diminished."-

Interests

• photography
• art history
• art
• video editing
• funny people

Music, Movies, and Books

––Ah! if only I could worship the ephemeral things once, to disseminate the
breeze of memories in the wind, and if only thoughts would become breezes!
So few of them I can catch—these thoughts, of the world and of things—that
it would be better for thoughts to touch these things and caress them than to
remain, estranged, with them! Because thoughts are deep in themselves; not
in the depth of things and the world!"Hyper ion—Vo lume V, issue 1 ,."